Ken Allan Dronsfield- A Poem

A favorite game of the screaming insanelaunch an arrow high into the night skyrun around in wonder, where it will strike.Perhaps in the sand, or your right eye.

Tractor pull is on, rumbling the coffinstilt a whirl spins, grasping for dear lifehide twixt the rides, young are smokingpick your own poison, puff puff, cough.

Games shutting down, midnight is here.dancing on the strip as the lights go lowparking lot empty, as the masks come offswap out the booty at a corn dog stand.

The hideous and dark gather stolen souls,stored in a dybbuk box; off to the next town.The trucks roll the back roads, moving slow,the UFO loaded to the dark side of the moon.

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a published poet and author originally from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He loves thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night, and spending time with his cats Merlin and Willa. He is the co-editor of the poetry anthology titled, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze available at Amazon.com. His published work can be found in journals, magazines, reviews and blogs throughout the web including: Indiana Voice Journal, The Literary Hatchet Magazine, Belle Reve Journal, Peeking Cat Magazine, Dead Snakes, Bewildering Stories and many others.